How Could You Have Lost Her

As soon as you pointed out to her
That she really was a character
Generated moments earlier

On the loom of your interior
As you fell into a dream, she laughed,
A blurry-edged but grown-up figure,

Confident, even superior
In her attitude, folding her arms
Cheerfully before her conjurer,

As if to dare you to dismiss her,
Which you did, unintentionally,
By waking startled. Now you miss her.